"Old Friends"

My husband and I are going to have a garage sale, and in preparation for this we decided to clean out our attic. We have talked about this for years, but for years have put it off. Today we actually got up there and brought down all of the boxes that have been stored for years and years. Six of these boxes held some old friends of mine. I would like to introduce some of them to you.

This is Farmer Lady. She loves all farm animals big and small.

Next, to the right,  is Crazy Bug Lady. She loves to dress in bugs, live with bugs, never steps on them or kills them in any way.

And Bag Lady,  on the left,  with her always present kitty peeking out of one of her bags. 

In contrast to Bag Lady is Jewelry Lady, who has rings on every finger, earrings, and necklaces. She is never without her furs, gowns, and dress hats.


And then there is Grandma, who was left with her daughter's children while her daughter went to run an errand 3 months ago. Grandma has gotten postcards!


These are just some of the twenty some personalities that I fantasized a few years back. I had such fun making these characters.

Sometimes Husbands Are "Keepers"

Yesterday as I was working in my well organized craft room, not doing laundry, or cleaning the house, or cooking dinner, or anything else that needed doing, my husband went out and picked me a bouquet of flowers and put them in a vase on the dining room table. Is he the best, or what? He did not like it when I bought "Big Red," said that she over- powered the room, etc., etc., etc. We argued, I put her together, as she is mine, and the room is my craft room, and she has made all the difference to me. The flowers are one of his little ways of saying that maybe, just maybe, he should have left my room up to me. Aren't husbands just the most interesting and wonderful people? Mine is.

So what have I accomplished in my now more organized room? Well recently I have made a jacket, two tunic type tops, a scarf and a ??? For the last one someone will have to tell me. I made the jacket out of some wonderful soft silks, a pattern on the arms and dark purple and plum in the body. The roving is so soft that I want to cuddle up in this jacket, and the colors are much prettier than the picture shows.

I made two tunic tops, but one sold before I could get a picture of it. It was the same pattern as the one pictured, but the colors were blues and coppers, my favorites. (One of my wishes is that I had a tall thin person to model my clothing so that it looked better in pictures. Oh well, I make my clothes for me, and thin passed me by a while ago. To get near thin takes so much work and will power. So far I haven't seemed to find either of those illusive, wonderful traits.) 

I also made a deep purple and white scarf with white lace. It turned out pretty well, anyway I like it. The purple is a dark silk chiffon, and the contrast with the white is very nice.

Now the mystery garment. My husband, whom I was bragging about moments ago, said that it looked like something one would wear in the kitchen. What do you think? It is hanging on "Big Red." It isn't quite finished, but almost, and yes it is supposed to be higher in the front than in the back. No mistake. I wanted to make something with greens, something different, but something I could wear! Would you wear this?

Here's To "Big Red"

Several weeks ago I wrote about my workroom and posted one of these pictures on my blog. I told you about the mess I had and how little storage I had available other than the tubs that you can see in the background. Well I ordered a large glass doored piece of furniture from Ikea, and I put it together by myself. It came in three very heavy boxes which I had to shuffle around because my problem is, of course, space. It took me a while to figure out which little nails went where, and which holes were for the dowels. But the directions are pretty easy once you get the hang of them. Anyway you can now see "Big Red," my special name for my new wonderful storage cabinet.
It now amazes me that I was able to get anything done in my room the way it was. Having an organized space always feels so much better to me, even if I am just pretending to be organized, which I am. But my space does look and feel a whole lot nicer. Doesn't it???